Matched souls Stories

I sat in my vehicle, waiting in the cell phone lot of the airport. Repeatedly checking my phone for the plane arrival time and counting the minutes on the clock. My body filled with excitement and uncertainty as I waited. "What if she doesn't like how I eat, or what I eat?" I think to myself, scenarios play out in my head as my mind thinks of nothing else but what the next few hours would be like. I try to distract myself...

My blind date ended abruptly. She had asked me what entrée I was likely to order, and seeing the amount of food that other tables were being served, I joked that maybe we should split whatever dish she preferred. She said, "I'm out," and she never looked back as she left the restaurant. As I sat in stunned silence, the waiter returned with our drinks. I handed him forty dollars as I slammed the Long Island ice tea that sh...